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Leveling Up Wives In The Apocalypse

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for. But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again? But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out? And most of it all, why does the school looks like it did just a moment before the apocalypse began? ********** Discord link: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr **********

MotivatedSloth · Fantasy
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Confrontation

"Open the doors," Mathew ordered in a calm, composed voice.

In the short time since he woke up, he managed to regain the clarity of his mind and the greater part of the strength of his body. And yet, he continued to rely on both Nadia's and Norbert's support to move.

As such, only Leila was left to actually open the doors, as Mathew doing it himself would break all the immersion of his small ploy.

Leila moved up and grabbed the handle of the doors. She then moved it around a bit only to turn her head and point a wide, enthusiastic smile at Mathew.

"It's locked," she informed.

"I never thought that would be a problem for you," Mathew replied, replicating the same kind of slightly crazed smile that others could see on Leila's face.

"Good point." Leila smiled. She then turned face-first towards the doors. She initially raised her right leg to kick it open… Only to put her leg back, heave a deep sigh, and lazily swing her saber.